[There is a clatter, the sound of the journal and a can of soda falling to the floor, a chair scooting quickly away from the table...]
H-hey--! No way, man. I have plans. You can't just--!
[More struggling, and the loud THUD of the table being upended as Isamu tries to get away with little success.]
NAO--!!
[Then his voice is cut off
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[There's a loud bang, most likely his fist meeting whatever hard surface happens to be near by.]
Dammit, Isamu! You better come back fine!
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Sanji just closes his journal with a soft curse word. That's all. That's all he can do]
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[He's out of bed and making his way towards CH7 as quickly as he can, though it's rather slow going given his condition. Once he gets to the bottom of the stairs, he pauses. He's not sure he can make it all the way up five flights of stairs... but dammit, he's going to try, just in case he can do something to help.
It's clear once he makes it to the apartment that he's too late, however. A rare curse escapes him upon finding this out...]
Damn it...
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[But then he's wobbling, sinking heavily to his knees and mentally cursing how useless he is right now.]
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